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AAA FIRST POST!!!

I have tumblr for 3 years and never posted here damn

Newly Married Things

please don't fail me site, LOL.

Shouting, crying, and sleeping because of the television together. 

Running your fingers through their hair, wondering how you got so lucky. 

Playing with the wedding ring on their finger. 

Breakfast in bed, prepared by one for the other. 

“Which of these looks better, dear?” 

^ Cannot look because they are half-undressed. 

Where one’s showering, and the other’s getting ready for the day, chatting. 

^ “You slapped me in the face while sleeping.” “Wha—I did not!!” 

Hugging their pillow when they’re gone, now unaccustomed to their absence. 

The sun rising over the horizon as they chat through the night. 

Waking up with their hair in your mouth. 

“Tell me. What did you dream about last night?” 

Spraying their cologne on your wrists. 

Little hobbies together: sewing, crochet, reading, gaming, those kinds of things. 

Quietly listening to them spout off about their favorite thing, and smiling all the way through at their enthusiasm. 

Either teaming against your in-laws in mutual disgruntlement, or loving your in-laws in mutual adoration. There is no in-between. 

Waking up and realizing your SO is sleeping upside down. This is common for them, apparently. 

“Can’t we just order takeout.” “...Fine.”

Mid-work Coffee deliveries. 

“I’m going to bed.  Do NOT stay up all night.” “...Hmm.”

“why’s this traumatized character acting so traumatized” Do you listen to yourselves. ever

literally my only gakupo pixels lol (┬┬﹏┬┬) a little sad considering hes my fav

Happy birthday to everyone’s favorite singing samurai! gakupo!

🫐 Gakupo Kamui Stimboard 🫐

requested by : @walkingd3adboy

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Salt on the wound, Krulu finds a gift you planned on giving him, before he killed your spirit, with a sweet note too

And your husk just stares at him, with no emotion

[Anon this is good shit.]

It's beautiful.

A small raven figurine made of finely ironed strips of metal, each feather well-thought out, even the tail ones held a level of immaculate precision and attention to detail he can appreciate. Featuring an elegant obsidian pigment with shines of purple and blue to highlight specific sections as well as precious light gems for eyes. This is something you must have spent months making. For him, it would have been a blink of an eye, but for someone unskilled and clumsy- As all lessers are, naturally, it would have taken a small eternity.

A raven.

One of his favorite avian lifeforms. You paid attention to his ramblings...

Krulu wasn't meant to find this, that much he can tell. You generally weren't very good at hiding things from him, and how could you ever be, when he was suffocating your every thought. But somehow, in some way, you were dedicated enough to act quickly during the higher's attention lapses. It was tucked away in the break floor, a place he's seldom ever physically ventured to. Clever. Krulu wishes, from the depths of his charred heart, that he still had your memories. So he could see you make it through your own eyes, relish your sentiments. But he has nothing now.

Just the emptiness of his own thoughts echoed back to him infinitely.

Two hands cradle the figurine as if it's the most delicate artifact in this world. As if breathing in its direction will cause it to crumble like sand between his fingers. He strokes the metal feathers pensively while his upper set of arms lingers in the air, almost unwilling to establish contact with the folded black note that had sat beneath the statuette. Krulu takes a deep breath, grounds himself for what must have been minutes of putrid silence, and finally opens it.

" To my lord and guide,

Every day I am at your service I find new meaning in my life. My love and admiration of you is endless, I only wish that I was verbose enough to properly express it. Although my fingers are not as nimble as yours and my own mortality limits my understanding of art- I hereby offer you this admittedly flawed yet heartfelt offering, in honor of all the moments we shared and will continue to for as long as I am able to please you.

With all my heart and soul,

Your chosen. "

...

A wave of sickness courses through Krulu's entire frame so thoroughly that he sincerely has to cover his mouth for a moment. Then a breeze settles. Cold, frigidness, icing over his limbs, penetrating his hide and stabbing straight into his soul like a million shards of glass. He has to set both things down and look elsewhere, plagued with his own guilt, with the reality of what he's done, of how he's just perpetuating the misery previously inflicted onto him.

Because he was broken into that cycle. He's so unhinged and so irrational- He took so much damage in his time inside the void that he can't function anymore. He's blind to others, their care, their limits, their adoration.

You loved him.

You worshiped him.

And Krulu just couldn't notice it. It was never enough. He took you for granted and he abused his own vessel. As if such a simple little mortal could heal him, could fix centuries of pain. You tried to mend his woes and Krulu chewed you up like a piece of gum. Spat you out broken and demanded more. You were always there nonetheless, always willing to let him scar your frail body, always ready to degrade yourself for his amusement. Yet, he's so terribly weak and insecure, that the one time you defended yourself- He snuffed you out.

Eventually, his wide slitted eyes find yours, just as vapid and glazed as they have been for the last couple of months. Krulu forces your barren body to walk towards him, each step a mockery of the human walk cycle.

" Did you make this for me, lamb? " He murmurs, voice shaking.

Naturally, there is no response. Because there is no one there.

The higher takes your head in his hands, fingers combing through your hair in the gentlest manner he's ever handled you, ironically. You haven't aged a day since that moment. Haven't shed a hair or broken a nail, your body is stuck in a complete sullen and vapid stasis. And it'll remain so for as long as he can bare to look upon you. In a moment of selfishness and endless vulnerability, the higher crouches further and presses his thin lips to your own static pink ones. You stare ahead, way past Krulu, way past this world.

It only makes him feel more nauseous.

Shaking with repressed emotions, with the cumbersome weight of his deeds clawing at him, Krulu uses all six arms to cage your lifeless, puppet-like form against his curled one. There is no warmth there, no steady heartbeat, no shifting of skin- No hands to grasp him back, no smile against his flesh, no joyous laughter.

There is only nothingness.

The same cold, silent oblivion he once fought so hard to escape.

Birds scatter, the entire Clergy shakes thunderously.

An old god weeps.

unexpected roommate….

dark blue goth graphics??

i hope these are what you wanted, they were very hard to find!

the entirety of reef blower as a deviantArt stamp

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i saw across the spiderverse last night and my life will never be the same again

The art is sooo cute and comfortable I can't get enough of this shadow man I didn't know I needed something like that to be in my eyesight for a longest time

I don’t repost art here nearly as much so maybe you guyd might like seeing this again?

My Pride comic about a shapeshifting monster father and his unconditional love for his child

Sequal can be found here!

Happy Pride Month! 

:D I drew a thing

some more assorted doodles for this endearing comic <3

i love him

guys, it seems tumblr went woke 

[ID: Two identical flags with eleven horizontal stripes of varying widths. From top to bottom, they are deep magenta, magenta, hot pink, pink, light pink, pastel-pink, light pink, pink, hot pink, magenta, and dark magenta. The top and bottom stripes are a scalloped shape. /End ID.]

💗🃏Lovefool : a gender under the genderfool system. This gender is related to love and being a fool, an absolute buffoon and an all around jester. This gender may also feel like being a fool in love; a lovefool, or be related to lovecore aesthetics. :3

tagging @felonsgenders

vintagepunkaesic!

vintagepunkaesic-

a gender related to the aesthetics of vintages horror movies and monsters, frankenstein monster aesthetics, electricity, steampunk, dieselpunk, vintage retro-futurism, dogs, werewolf aesthetics, mummy aesthetics, ghost aesthetics, and aliens, an aesthetigender of all these things!

[Image ID: A flag with eleven equally-sized horizontal stripes. From top to bottom, the colors are pale green, light dull blue, pale blue, grey-blue, medium grey, medium dull brown, dull brown-pink, dull pink, pink, mid yellow, and deep green. End ID.]

term and flag by me, requested by @monster-fucker-moss-jonathan​ !

big egg

She got impaled twice, melted alive, and raised the fucking sun and lived; He bodied 3 animatronics, burnt the main killer "alive", and committed multiple felonies in 6 hours. Need i say more?

Little Collage because I Love Them

My half of the trade with 0chromat who is amazing and I am unworthy grovel grovel etc. (also this is not canon unless you agree with it but yeah RGB sucks at relationships go figure)

also I know all of you are going to be going WHA about some of this but you know better than to ask for an explanation from me :|b

I’M SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG AND IT’S SO CRAPPY COMPARED TO YOUR MASTERPIECE LIKE HOLY CRAP WHAT EVEN